The dark snow and bright moon are as white as picturesque.

Beside the stable at the back door of the inn, Teng Yining sat on a small stool, lowering his head and caressing the white wooden mask placed on his knees.

Yu Shiqi walked out of the back door, holding a bowl in each hand. The left bowl was half a bowl of broth, and the right bowl was a few slices of soy beef.

He knelt down behind Teng Yining and called out "Mother" softly.

Teng Yining was startled and didn't bother to put on the mask. He turned around and quickly asked him to get up.

"Don't kneel down all the time, you are a man." Teng Yining took the bowl from his hand and took a sip of the soup.

"Kneel on your knees to heaven and earth, to your parents, to your conscience. My child has not knelt to you even a few times in the past nineteen years."

Teng Yining smiled silently, and suddenly his eyes met Xilingyue standing on the threshold of the back door. She felt a little ashamed and nodded slightly.

Xilingyue originally planned to take a look from afar, but now she felt embarrassed and refused to step forward. She came to the mother and son, rolled up her sleeves and asked: "Did the sect leader's injury be caused by the fire?"

"How did you..." Teng Yining was stunned when she heard this, not knowing how she knew that she was the junior sect leader of the Desolate Sect.

"Senior's sword is still kept with me for safekeeping, Weiyin Hanfeng, one of the famous swords in the wilderness." Xilingyue guessed the meaning behind her surprised eyes and said lightly: "Although the little girl has never left the Western Wilderness in her life,

I still have some knowledge."

"You must not be an ordinary Spirit Tribe person, right?" Teng Yining held the bowl with both hands, and the soup in the bowl swayed slightly.

"I am a member of the Great Snow Sect." Xilingyue admitted frankly, and then added: "The Great Snow Sect has a bad reputation in the Central Plains, and I have no intention of defending it in front of seniors. But seniors, please rest assured that Mr. Ling and I have some unkindness to each other.

.The fleet that will receive the goods in one month will send you back to Jingrong safely, and we will do what we say.”

Teng Yining handed the bowl in his hand to Yu Shiqi, stood up and saluted Xilingyue: "Teng Yining of the Desolate Sect, thank you girl for your kindness."

Xilingyue smiled slightly, glanced at Yu Qiqi, and patted him on the shoulder: "I just woke up, chat with your mother a little more, don't be in a hurry to work."

Yu Shiqi didn't know what to say, so he could only lower his head and send her away.

"Zhi'er."

"mother."

"Tell me, was she the one who killed Yan Guming and saved us in the mausoleum under Tianque Peak that day?"

"Exactly." Yu Shiqi didn't dare to hide it, and was afraid that Teng Yining would be worried about Xi Lingyue's unpredictable skills, so he stammered: "Mother, the young master... the young shopkeeper, she... although she is a member of the Great Snow Sect

He's a very kind person, but he has a good heart..."

"Nonsense, I'm not blind, can't you see it?" How could Teng Yining not know what her son was thinking? She had already been in contact with Xiling Yue before Yu Shiqi woke up, and she had her own feelings about him.

After preliminary judgment, although he was a little surprised when he suddenly heard that Xiling Yue was from the Great Snow Sect, Teng Yining was confident that his vision of people would never be wrong.

Yu Shiqi handed over the bowl of beef in a sullen voice: "Mom, you can eat some more, and I'll go help wash the dishes first..."

"Can you wash the dishes?" Teng Yining looked at him a little uneasily, thinking that when they were in Tongfengmen, Yan Yu'er, the doting mistress, was protecting her, so Zhi'er and Xiao Ci probably wouldn't have the chance to come into contact with these things.

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"Just don't know how to learn." Yu Shiqi didn't know that the way he spoke at this time seemed a bit arrogant in his mother's eyes. He thought, isn't it just washing dishes? Could it be more difficult than learning martial arts and practicing swordsmanship?

Half an hour later, in the bathroom in the back kitchen, Yu Shiqi squatted aside, dumbfounded as he watched the little girl with braids opposite her wrists throw the washed dishes aside as quickly as a rope.

There is a tall pile, with dozens of plates stacked on top of each other like a small tower, as stable as a mountain.

In front of him was a pile of broken porcelain pieces - this was already the third plate he had broken in half an hour.

The girl named Xiaomei across the street stacked up two piles of plates in the blink of an eye. Then she used some unknown technique to pick up a pile of plates with both hands. She turned to the dazed Yu Shiqi and grinned:

"Sir, this is called Hua Rou Jin. Do you want to learn it? I will teach you later."

"You stinky girl is talking nonsense, be careful the shopkeeper will deal with you." There was a low scolding from outside the door, and Yinxue came back with a broom and a dustpan.

Xiaomei laughed playfully and ran away holding two piles of plates.

"Young master, please give in." Yinxue comforted Yu Shiqi while cleaning: "It doesn't matter, everything is difficult at the beginning, just take your time. Besides, the master's hands are for painting, so he can't do these things well.

It doesn’t matter either.”

"Senior is too tolerant to me." He shook his head, "This is not good."

"What's wrong?" Yinxue could hear the frustration in his words.

"It is said that strict masters produce good disciples. I remember when I was in Tongfeng Sect, every time my master wanted to punish me if I didn't practice well, my master's wife would always protect me and help me cheat." He blinked with a wry smile, the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

, "But after all, my wife can't protect me for the rest of my life. It was only after I went to Yunzhongjian that I realized that I regretted it. When you walk on the rivers and lakes and fight with others, no one will be kind enough to let you stop. At that time, I often thought, if it had been that time

If you pay more attention when practicing, the results of many things will be different."

Yinxue looked at the broken dishes in the dustpan and thought about what Yu Qiyi said. Before she could think of how to comfort him, she heard him laugh in a self-deprecating way.

"I'm too pretentious." He said sheepishly, "I won't make Yunzhongjian anymore anyway, I don't think so..."

"It doesn't matter, I also said some hypocritical words to the young master, and the young master didn't make fun of me." After Yinxue finished speaking, she took the broom and dustpan and left the bathroom.

Not long after, Xiaomei came back again. She saw that Yu Shiqi was in a daze without doing anything and was not angry. She was busy carrying the remaining dirty dishes into the big pool.

Yu Shiqi heard the sound of plates splashing into the water, and stepped forward to help while asking: "Miss Xiaomei, are you also from the Snow Sect?"

"Yes." The girl opposite replied absentmindedly.

"Then the Hua Rou Jin you just mentioned is the martial arts of the Snow Sect?"

"Yes, sir, don't take it seriously. I just made a joke. You can't learn it." She snickered and explained in a low voice: "That's a martial art that only women can learn. If I teach you to practice it, the young master will have to do it."

My skin is peeled off."

Yu Shiqi looked horrified and doubtful: "Miss Xiling...is she usually very strict with you?"

"That's not true, that's what I said." She curled her lips, secretly feeling that Mr. Yu was a bit stupid, as if he would believe whatever others said.

Since he broke three plates half an hour ago, Yu Shiqi didn't dare to be careless at all, and the speed of scrubbing naturally slowed down. Before he could finish a pile, the girl opposite was leisurely holding two more plates.

The plate is out.

There were not many dishes left to be washed in the sink. Xiaomei came back to take a look, entrusted Yu Shiqi to finish the remaining work and slipped away.

Yu Shiqi had long since lost the spirit to compete with her, so he silently washed the remaining dishes, took them out and put them away, then poured the still warm water into a wooden bucket and took it to the stable to feed the horses.

As soon as the stable's trough and sink were filled, Yu Shiqi heard a loud noise coming from the inn behind. It sounded like a table had been broken.

He walked toward the back door worriedly and curiously, but was stopped by Xiaomei as soon as he entered.

"Young Master." She shook her head and shook her braid, "Don't go there. Sister Yinxue can handle any small matter."

"What's wrong?"

"It's just that some ignorant people took action in the store." Xiaomei snorted and whispered "seeking death" in a low voice.

"Where's the young shopkeeper?"

"She has probably gone to rest. You can see that she is very tired, right?" After Xiaomei finished speaking, she suddenly showed a horrified expression and said to herself: "It's bad, the noise just now must have disturbed the saint... No way.

No, I have to go there quickly."

In a hurry, she unknowingly changed her name to Xi Lingyue back to the saint, and left Yu Shiqi alone.
Chapter completed!